When I close my eyes at night there is darkness. When my eyes open in the morning there is light. I pray that the world will experience a brightness of fortitude where all men, all women, and all animals can roam the earth in peace without fear or limitations. May the ones who govern the world find a way for us all to co-exist within the spheres that have separated us. Only patience and strength can help us find the answer.
Yolanda Kinlock is a writer and author; she enjoys writing about passion, pain, fear, humor, the reality of everyday life, and controversy. Yolanda Kinlock is the author of the books Poems of Reality: The Experiences of Life and Torn Lives. Her strong passion for writing developed when she was very young and continues to grow in her adult life. She is currently working on her third book. Yolanda Kinlock graduated from John Jay College of Criminal Justice where she earned a Bachelor of Arts degree in Criminology. In addition, she earned her Associate of Science degree in Business Administration from LaGuardia Community College.
Be it at 9 in the night or 6 in the morning, she is required to quicken her pace, She lives with worry lines that crease her forehead, with fear that clouts her face, She isn’t allowed night outs, parties
God made the world for you and me Let us go travel discover and see Beautiful Oceans,Rivers, and Lakes Deserts, Jungles and Valleys of green Animals of a variety you have never seen Flowers will dance in a fairy way
The innocent and lovely creatures are crying, crying bitterly every moment, For their beauty is their curse; One can not listen to the cry, As it is disgracefully buried by the devils in the inaccessible depth of the secret world,
Jesus, hope for the world Hope for the ones who are Tired and fearful and looking For rest Jesus, glorious and ruling With love and with peace for A world that seeking the God who will redeem and Bring comfort
Come take out your bible Let us start a revival Unification is the plan Grab your bothers hand We shall all live to understand The drunkard in the gutter is still are brother This nation is drifting further apart Blown